Over on the Great Xia Nation side, everyone looked as if they had been struck by a body-immobilizing spell, blankly watching those fifty people from White Elephant Country lined up in a row, baring neat white teeth directly at them.

Fifty people!

A full fifty people!

Crawled out of such a tiny, dilapidated boat that looked like it couldn't even hold ten people!

This was no longer simple spatial magic.

This was fucking acrobatics!

It was a Demonic Art!

"Amitabha."

That leading white-haired Elder put his hands together in front of Zhang Cheng and the others, performing a standard Buddhist salute with an inscrutable smile on his face.

He spoke in a Common Language carrying a thick curry accent, his voice resounding loudly.

"Hello, friends from afar."

"We are envoys from White Elephant Country."

"May I ask, is this the Caslantis Archipelago?"

Zhang Cheng forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded.

"Y-Yes, it is."

He looked at those fifty spirited Classer from White Elephant Country, then glanced at the dilapidated boat that was already on the verge of falling apart, and couldn't help asking.

"May I ask a presumptuous question?"

"Did you... all travel here in this small boat the whole way?"

Hearing this, that white-haired Elder let out a long sigh.

"Sigh, don't mention it, it's a long story."

He waved his hand, his eyes filled with deep contempt for a certain country.

"We were scammed by those dog bastards from Sakura Country!"

As soon as he spoke, it was earth-shattering.

Zhang Cheng was slightly stunned, not quite understanding his meaning.

"Scammed?"

"That's right!"

The white-haired Elder slapped his thigh, his face full of indignation.

"Our White Elephant Country originally had airships too!"

"We spent a huge amount of money buying an aerial fortress of their latest development, the Amaterasu, from Sakura Country!"

"They bragged to high heaven, saying it was incomparably sturdy and as solid as a fortress!"

Speaking of this, filled with Qi, his beard curled up.

"And the result?"

"Right after flying halfway, we ran into a few batches of blind flying exotic beasts."

"That damn broken boat was hit a few times and fucking disintegrated mid-air!"

"Dis-disintegrated?"

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched, his eyes filled with sympathy.

It seemed White Elephant Country had been heavily ripped off by Sakura Country as a fat sheep.

Li Hao muttered softly in the back.

"Not even a dog would use things from Sakura Country."

"They're only good for fooling these simple-minded A-Sans."

As if he hadn't heard, the white-haired Elder continued speaking.

"Fortunately, our White Elephant Country has its own Dharma Treasure!"

He pointed at the broken boat behind him that looked like a gust of wind could blow it apart, pride unmasked on his face.

"Fortunately, our airship was also equipped with the most advanced Ganga of our White Elephant Country!"

"This was personally crafted by our national-level artisans over forty-nine days using Divine Oil-soaked Ganga Divine Wood!"

He slapped the dilapidated boat body hard, producing a muffled "bang bang" sound.

"It's extremely sturdy!"

"It is precisely thanks to it that we were able to arrive here safely!"

Great Xia Nation crowd: "..."

They looked at the Ganga creaking in the sea breeze, seemingly about to fall apart at any second, and then looked at this proud white-haired Elder.

For a moment, they didn't know what to say.

Meanwhile, the forty-nine people from White Elephant Country behind the Elder didn't seem to take the danger just now to heart at all.

They pulled out various bizarre musical instruments from somewhere and, accompanied by cheerful music, had already started singing and dancing on the beach.

Those dark faces radiated an optimism and detachment that seemed to say "base explosion, no big deal".

The entire beach instantly filled with a merry atmosphere.

The white-haired Elder also seemed to feel a bit awkward, dry-coughing once before casting his gaze back onto Zhang Cheng and the others.

When he saw the familiar uniform attire on everyone, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh? Judging by everyone's attire, could you be friends from Great Xia Nation?"

Zhang Cheng nodded.

"That's right."

"Fantastic!"

The smile on the white-haired Elder's face grew even brighter as he stepped forward and said warmly.

"To be precise, you folks from Great Xia Nation are simply too lucky!"

"You happened to run into us!"

The Great Xia Nation crowd fell silent once again.

Lucky?

Where is the luck?

Zhang Cheng looked at the supremely self-confident Elder before him and tactfully reminded him.

"Old sir, you seem very confident."

"It's just that as far as I know, your country's team shouldn't have any SS-Rank Professionals, right?"

"SS-Rank Professionals?"

Hearing this, the white-haired Elder waved his hand dismissively, his face wearing a natural arrogance.

"To be honest with you."

"Although our team this time truly doesn't have any SS-Rank Professionals."

"However, the strength of White Elephant Country's Classer cannot be judged by such minor professional grades!"

He patted his chest until it went thud-thud, his voice resounding loudly.

"As everyone knows, the warriors of White Elephant Country are invincible!"

"This is recognized worldwide!"

"Any random S-Class Professional of ours still possesses the strength to fight your so-called SS-Rank Professionals!"

As he spoke, his face revealed an expression of "I am lifting you up".

"Therefore, I am honored to inform you."

"This time, our great White Elephant Country is willing to condescend to cooperate with your Great Xia Nation!"

"Once we get our hands on that Divine Artifact, we can make an exception and let your Great Xia Nation use it for free three times first!"

"As long as..."

Before the Elder could finish speaking.

A cool and calm voice interrupted him without warning.

"Sorry."

"We're not interested in cooperating with you."

The one who spoke was none other than Gandalf.

Zhou Huai had been standing quietly to the side from beginning to end, watching coldly.

At this moment, he finally lost his patience.

The white-haired Elder's expression froze on his face.

The cheerful music and dancing on the beach also came to an abrupt halt.

The gazes of all the White Elephant Country people fell uniformly onto Gandalf.

"What?"

The white-haired Elder widened his eyes, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

He pointed at Gandalf, his voice somewhat distorted.

"Kid! Do you know what you're saying?"

"We are the great White Elephant Country! Destined to surpass the Freedom Federation in the future and become the world's number one powerful country!"

"You! How dare you refuse our cooperation?"

He shook with Qi, feeling that his dignity had suffered unprecedented provocation.

Ignoring Gandalf anymore, he turned his gaze toward Zhang Cheng, his face bearing a condescending scrutiny.

"I suppose you are the person in charge of this team, right?"

"I couldn't be bothered to argue with an impetuous punk."

"You shouldn't be short-sighted and devoid of tact like him, right?"

Looking at his taken-for-granted appearance, Zhang Cheng only found it funny in his heart.

He slowly straightened his back.

That face, which usually always wore a warm smile, was solemn at this moment.

He shook his head, his voice calm yet exceptionally firm.

"Sorry."

"The impetuous punk you just mentioned is precisely the captain of our team."

"He is the overall person in charge here."

"Whatever he says goes."

Zhang Cheng's gaze swept across all the White Elephant Country people present, and word by word, he said clearly.

"Our Great Xia Nation will not cooperate with you."

He made a "please" gesture toward the white-haired Elder.

"If there's nothing else, we'll be leaving first."

"Our team members still need adequate rest, so we won't disturb you all from continuing to dance."

Finished speaking, he turned around and waved to the Dragon Fang Special Forces members behind him.

"Let's go."

The members of the Dragon Fang Special Forces forcefully held back their smiles, turned around in unison, and followed behind Gandalf and Zhang Cheng, walking toward the direction of the camp.

Leaving only those fifty White Elephant Country people standing blankly in place.

"Preposterous! Utterly preposterous!"

Watching the receding figures of the Great Xia Nation crowd, the white-haired Elder's mustache twitched and his eyes bulged with Qi, pointing in their direction and cursing foully.

"A bunch of foolish fellows! You will regret today's foolish decision!"

"You have missed a golden opportunity to hug the thighs of our White Elephant Country!"

"You will regret it! You will definitely regret it!"

Just as he was about to explode in place from Qi.

A young White Elephant Country person ran over holding a cup of beverage exuding a strong curry aroma.

"Elder, stop your angry."

"Come, drink a sip of Divine Oil to vent your angry."

"Later, let's dance together."

The white-haired Elder let out a heavy "hum", took the cup of Divine Oil, and drank it down in one gulp.

He wiped his mouth, and the angry on his face seemed to dissipate a lot.

He glanced at the companions who had already started singing and dancing again, and in the end, unable to resist, he took brisk steps, twisted his waist, and joined the merry crowd.

As if the unhappiness just now had never happened.